Prayer for My Parents Dropping Me Off at College
May you see me in your mirror
as you drive away.
May you know who I am.
As you know where I’ve been.
May you save my room for the days
I’ll be home, for the guest I’m becoming.
May you see me studying
in the heart of the library.
Sometimes I can tell you I plan
Not to study. Isn’t the heart
Its own study?
May we still be party to each other.
You know I know how to party
And parting is no Southern Comfort.
May you turn to each other
For comfort. It’s hard to be comfortable.
May I drive the convertible,
When I walk down the driveway
In May? Maybe you couldn’t tell
I’ve learned how to pray any day
I might want to and I can’t tell you
Everything. Maybe we’ll survive
A low grade and the play I’m not
Called back for, the team I don’t
Make. Maybe I’ll fall
In love, with whomever I see
In the mirror, that shadow walking
By my new door.
Maybe I’ll call you later,
When all my mays
And the Force is with you.